He comes in the shadows
Shrouded
In a black cloak
Slips in
Unseen
Unheard
But for the one he's coming for
They look up
Eyes wide
Surprise etched on their faces
He comes closer
Some try to run
Hide
They're scared of him
This man with the hidden face
They don't want to leave
But they can't escape
No one
Can ever escape
Sometimes he lingers for a while
Watching
The world passing by
While he waits
Sometimes he swoops down
So fast they don't even see him coming
Some people, though
Puzzle this man
They sit up
Waiting for him
Expectant
And when he comes
They do not try to run
But welcome him
With open arms
And they walk together
Up
Out of this place
Leaving their body behind
Anyway, I know it's kind of cliche, but keep in mind that I'm only 13.
Could you give your opinion and tell me if you know about any poetry contests? (I live in california, near san francisco)
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